Honoured with love novel Chapter 6

Sixteen years of age...

Seven months pregnant...

"Hello?" My Celeste answers in a hushed tone.

I know it is risky to call her but I need to tell her the truth. 

"Mio caro." The words come out in a pained manner. "I'm sorry," "

What is wrong Gio?" She asks concerned.

There is nothing but silence between us as she waits for me to answer. 

"We are leaving the country," I mumble filled with shame. 

"No. Are you serious?" 

"Si, Papa said it is the only way to keep me out of jail." 

"But. But.. What about our daughter? I thought you promised to take care of everything." Turmoil laced her precious voice.

"I failed. I am sorry." I growl over the phone.

"I will return for you both," I pledged.

"When Gio? In a month, a year?" 

"I don't know." Anger surrounds me and I punch a hole in my bedroom wall. 

Pain radiates around my knuckles causing me to spit lines of Italian curse words.

"My mother is becoming unbearable. She comes in to check on me every ten minutes. If she could, she would chain me to my bed like a prisoner. I don't know how long I can live like this." She breaks down crying over the phone. 

"Merda! Celeste, you have to be strong. We NEED you to be strong." I start to pace the room trying to calm my nerves down. 

Fuck it. I think to myself. I end our call and walk out of my room, out the front door and straight towards Celeste. I knock on the front door pounding away impatiently waiting for someone to open it.

When the door jerks open I walk into the house, straight towards Celestes room with Mrs Maddison hot on my heels pulling at my top, tearing it as I force myself to carry on walking to where my princess lays in her dungeon of a room.

"Celeste!" I roar. 

"Vanessa call the police. 111 now!" Mrs Madsison demands. 

"Stop! You good for nothing loser." She continues to pull on my clothes.

Celeste runs down the stairs with her hand on her belly and her eyes filled with tears. The sight of her knocks the wind out of me. She is more beautiful then I could ever imagine. My eyes have starved for weeks without being able to feast on her.  She's been locked away from big bad ol' me. 

As she gets closer I take her by the hand and carefully lead her out of the house as fast as I can. We quickly walk towards my house, crashing through the front door. I double lock it knowing Mrs Maddison will send her husband over to retrieve my precious Celeste once he returns home. 

"Gio." Mama calls out as she comes racing out of the kitchen to see what the commotion is. 

Her eyes land on Celeste, travelling down to her swelling belly. "Oh, Tesoro mio." Mama gasps with love. She rushes towards us and hugs Celeste, embracing her with love.

"Gio.." She scowls at me. 

"Mama...."  I place my hand over my child.

Mama sighs. "Go." She motions towards my room. "You don't have long." She looks through the peephole of the door and shakes her head. 

I lead my precious Celeste to my room and lock the door. She walks over to the window and looks out towards the street, shivering with fear. I pick up my leather jacket that's been thrown over my desk chair and wrap it around her.  She turns to face me, she clasps my hand with hers and places it over her swelling belly that houses our baby. 

She clasps my hand in hers and places it over her swelling belly. 

"Ti amore figlia mia," I say with pride.

"I love you, my daughter." I translate, gazing into Celeste's eyes.